I’ve fallen
to the depths
of my despair.
I must rest and
replenish my spirit,
revitalize my soul.
I will stand,
climb once more,
try to resume my life.
But first, I must sleep.
I MUST SLEEP
climb
ESCAPE
// stairs // middle of 2014 // panasonic dmc-zs15 (by Georg Nickolaus)www.azurgrau.com
Lead me far away from the darkness.
Up these stairs, I will find my way.
I’m tired of living in this sadness.
Time to scope out a new day.
As I climb, the light taunts me.
It hits me square in the eye.
I squint as I try to see.
I must spread my wings and fly.
I’m thrust into a party at full throttle.
The sounds of laughter and music cocoon me.
I find life outside instead of a bottle.
I fly free and far away from the old me.
A SWIRL OF SMOKE
Lost in a swirl of smoke
as it climbs the night sky.
It dances with the wind
as it reaches up high.
The smoke flickers and shakes
throughout its delicate journey.
Braced against any breath
from the nearby beings’ yearning.
It rises slowly.
Its arms reach up to the moon.
A cold wind wafts past.
It will be there all too soon.
REACH FOR THE HEAVENS
Source:love-personal
Pink climbs to heaven
on bristling leaves.
Fuchsia steps up
the balconies.
It covers our world
with vibrancy.
Cheering us on
our gloomiest days.
Raising our spirits.
Coaxing us to reach
for the heavens.
PINK
Pink climbs to heaven
on bristling leaves.
Fuchsia steps up
the balconies.
It covers our world
with vibrancy.
Cheering us on
our gloomiest days.
Coaxing us to
reach for the heavens.
FOOTSTEPS
Do we dare?
Dare to walk in the snow.
Climb the sharp rocks.
Slide down the steep slopes.
Feel the cold on our faces.
The wind hitting our bodies.
The brisk nip in the air.
Do we?
Someone else has done it.
See the footsteps left behind.
ICY COLD
Ice Fire
Cold.
Icy cold.
Toes are numb.
Fingers are tingling.
I can see my breath.
I can hear the wind blowing.
Whipping past my face.
I’m getting tired.
But I must continue on.
To the top of the hill.
The view is waiting for me.
I can’t disappoint it
or myself.
Only a few more steps.
And…
It has taken my breath away.
The colors.
The sharp edges.
Prettier than a picture.
Perfect in its beauty.
NEVER GIVE UP
Never give up.
Keep your head up high,
little one.
Keep on fighting.
No matter how hard, or
how fruitless it may seem.
The road my be long and bumpy.
Full of pot holes and road blocks.
It is worth it.
It is always worth it.
FOOTSTEPS
Do we dare?
Dare to walk in the snow.
Climb the rocks.
Slide down the slopes.
Feel the cold on our faces.
The wind hitting our bodies.
The brisk nip in the air.
Should we?
Someone else has done it,
while we’ve been procrastinating.
Do it now.
TIME IS UP
I love this picture!
It brings many images to mind.
Climb the stairs.
Your time is limited.
Reach the top
before it’s too late.
Before time stops
and so do you.
SUSANNE LEIST 